Negotiation, Clash

He then turned to Meng Zhao and said,

"Even if what you took belonged to that brat Heaven Swallowing Dao Child, do you know that since this Palace Master favors Heaven Swallowing, I can likewise intervene in this matter?"

There was not the slightest change in his tone, yet Meng Zhao sensed that the pressure this space exerted upon him had abruptly increased more than tenfold. The crushing force was enough to make an ordinary innate blood vessel burst and kill its bearer, like a mountain pressing down upon his body.

Fortunately, Meng Zhao possessed the Purple Origin Dragon Body and an incomparably solid foundation. Even with such a change, he was only briefly uncomfortable before swiftly adjusting.

"Haha, Palace Master, I beg to differ. Favoring someone is not a bad thing, but if, merely because you favor one person, you run about and toil for him in every matter, treating it as your own affair, would that not be putting the cart before the horse and placing yourself beneath him?

"You are a Demonic Path Grandmaster, one of the world's foremost figures, firmly seated upon the Wind-and-Cloud Platform. Favoring Heaven Swallowing and expressing goodwill through a transaction is already enough. If you were to intervene midway and help him recover his lost treasure, you would instead be lowering your own standing.

"This Meng believes that true heroes will not be crushed by one or two setbacks. Indeed, sometimes suffering a little loss and encountering a few frustrations can be a good thing.

"If I were you, Palace Master, I would simply turn a blind eye and watch the younger generation fight it out themselves. Only then could one see who was a true dragon and who was a false one. Does the Palace Master find my words appropriate?"

Mishui